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I am like the ground that contains minerals Which are expensive. I am like a groundnut in a shell My thoughts are covered like an old Indian lady everywhere. My thinking is beyond the technology of nowadays The dream I dream shines like the morning star The vibrant future is as bright as the sun, Is this profanity? Perhaps it's the quality of being ****** This is the enthusiasm everyone wishes But my best is not to be sculptor What's more imperative in me? To keep the word of God burning In the lost souls. What's in side me is as wide as Zambezi river My heart has kept quotes of scriptures Which it has built me pillars to stand strong. I am full of words... full of being proud whenever am not. Fighting to make my faith to be strong like concrete. Tick tack Time click Still looking for spear salvation Am no longer feeling like a grease spoon around But my word sharp like the sword to fight against my enemies for not showing the green lightsWhat's inside me is roaring like the lion The foot step I take is as tortoise So no more Algophobia! No more Taphophobia! No more Atychiphobia! That's what inside me...
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Mar 23, 2019
Mar 23, 2019 at 1:39 PM UTC
WHAT'S INSIDE ME
I am like the ground that contains minerals Which are expensive. I am like a groundnut in a shell My thoughts are covered like an old Indian lady everywhere. My thinking is beyond the technology of nowadays The dream I dream shines like the morning star The vibrant future is as bright as the sun, Is this profanity? Perhaps it's the quality of being ****** This is the enthusiasm everyone wishes But my best is not to be sculptor What's more imperative in me? To keep the word of God burning In the lost souls. What's in side me is as wide as Zambezi river My heart has kept quotes of scriptures Which it has built me pillars to stand strong. I am full of words... full of being proud whenever am not. Fighting to make my faith to be strong like concrete. Tick tack Time click Still looking for spear salvation Am no longer feeling like a grease spoon around But my word sharp like the sword to fight against my enemies for not showing the green lightsWhat's inside me is roaring like the lion The foot step I take is as tortoise So no more Algophobia! No more Taphophobia! No more Atychiphobia! That's what inside me...
Victorkapalu
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26/M/Zambia
Mar 23, 2019
Mar 23, 2019 at 1:39 PM UTC
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